Bleeding Under Your Eyelits
Her pain is a fog he inhales
Puts down the phone, neck suddenly stale
Just another night with a sad different song
Heard from somewhere, now she sings along
Turn the car key, back out through the driveway
He sees her face when he close his eyes
She still believe the lies
Pretty pretty eyes with a darker tone
Another hour in front of the mirror
Now all the scars are shown
And they say, "Let's have another toast. Let's sing another song."
She tries but the wine is bitter and the words wrong
She still believe the lies
When you see yourself, you're seeing red
And it makes you blind
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes
You must be bleeding under your eyelids
One tear in the sink, swallow the next one
Now out of sight but not really gone
I put the key in the door, don't wanna walk through
Hang on the handle for a second or two
And as the door opens
I can feel your sadness from across the room
And now for your beauty I'm lost for words
When you see yourself, you're seeing red
And it makes you blind
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes
You must be bleeding under your eyelids
Wait for something to break the mold
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
When you see yourself, you're seeing red
And it makes you blind
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
Wait for something to break the mold
Before your eyes grows old and cold
Keep your ears close to the ground
Don't move until you hear a sound
Puts down the phone, neck suddenly stale
Just another night with a sad different song
Heard from somewhere, now she sings along
Turn the car key, back out through the driveway
He sees her face when he close his eyes
She still believe the lies
Pretty pretty eyes with a darker tone
Another hour in front of the mirror
Now all the scars are shown
And they say, "Let's have another toast. Let's sing another song."
She tries but the wine is bitter and the words wrong
She still believe the lies
When you see yourself, you're seeing red
And it makes you blind
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes
You must be bleeding under your eyelids
One tear in the sink, swallow the next one
Now out of sight but not really gone
I put the key in the door, don't wanna walk through
Hang on the handle for a second or two
And as the door opens
I can feel your sadness from across the room
And now for your beauty I'm lost for words
When you see yourself, you're seeing red
And it makes you blind
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes
You must be bleeding under your eyelids
Wait for something to break the mold
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
When you see yourself, you're seeing red
And it makes you blind
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
(Wait for something to break the mold)
You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight
Wait for something to break the mold
Before your eyes grows old and cold
Keep your ears close to the ground
Don't move until you hear a sound
Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Tobias Dahlstroem, Tomas Nils Naeslund, Simon Frank Grenehed, Christian Thell Lindskog
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